
Ready for our *HOT* date at the "The Castle" (aka Whiteys).
I was trying to get a good photo of the kids for a frame I gave Jeff,
Gabe nearly had a breakdown, so I subbed in.
How sweet is Strawberry Shortcake?
So cute!!!!
Ready for our *HOT* date at the "The Castle" (aka Whiteys).
I was trying to get a good photo of the kids for a frame I gave Jeff,
Gabe nearly had a breakdown, so I subbed in.
How sweet is Strawberry Shortcake?
So cute!!!!
Today you are three. And what you've done is given Mommy & Daddy the best three years of their lives. Before you, we thought we were happy. We thought that because we found love in each other, it couldn't get any better. Then you came along. And you taught us the real meaning of love...and happiness. And every day since, you've exercised our emotions. And made us laugh and cry and everything between.
This past year, you learned so many things. You learned how to write your name ... you learned your colors & shapes ... you learned prepositions and how to bite really hard. You learned what a spanking is and how to stomp your foot & say, "NOT FAIR!"
You are so beautiful. I know this because every stranger we see comments on you. You love to put on Mommy's make up ... but I always remind you that you were pretty before you put it on. Your big dark eyes are framed by long black eyelashes. Your turned up nose gives you the most precious profile.
In church you've just learned about Moses. Last week I caught you retelling the story about him striking the stick on the ground & it "turned into a snake." You also learned about Jacob. And most importantly about Jesus. My prayer is that you learn more about Him. And the best day of my life will be the day you make a decision for Him to be your savior.
I pray a lot of things for you....
I pray that you always know your value, that you never settle in life.
I pray that you're always surrounded by family, and friends, the kind that I've always been lucky to have.
I hope you always do things because you want to, not because of what people will think...or what you think they'll think.
I hope that you wake up every morning, thanking God that He's given you another day to live for Him. And that when you wake up, you know no pain or discomfort.
I pray that you'll always know how much you are loved. No matter what you go through, you'll never feel alone.
I pray that you have confidence and when you go for what God has planned for you, you know you'll achieve it.
Those are the things that come to my mind right now. While I sit here awake, thinking of how this past year -- and the two before that, have flown by. While you lay in your bed & quietly sleep.
Daddy helped you make a birthday chain & everyday he & I would comment that we couldn't believe that our baby was going to be three. You 'graduate' from "Parents as Teachers" & it makes us laugh, you shouldn't be too old for anything yet.
Keep making us laugh. Keep loving us & loving Bubby. Keep singing & dancing. Keep that zeal that you have right now -- your ambition & outgoingness are a couple of the many reasons that so many love you.
I love you more than you'll understand for a long long time.
Love,
Momma